When Rob Walton went into lockdown, he didn't know that he would also go into mourning. Here he writes about the life and death of his dad, and how sadness seeped into various aspects of his life. He also manages to find cheap laughs, digs at the government, celebrations of the young and old, unashamed sentimentality and suddenly disarming moments of tenderness. Arachne Press first read some of these poems on Rob's Social Media. As they kept appearing, giving voice to what many of us were thinking about life and bereavement in lockdown, we had to ask...
